This is a song about "Grant pass"

If she not asian tho i pass

Baby got that super bass

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

And when there's nothing left to pass, we might pass to the left

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Spoken in tongues rappad is a clinic for shit rappers i grant the funds

Fell asleep in first class

Its destruction where i pass

Catch you up on places i've been

Hit the joint and pass it son